[squeezes his eyes shut. god, he hates it when Axel cries, and he hates that it's all his fault, too. Sora sucks in a breath and then sighs shakily, mumbling against Axel's middle.]
It's...i-it's okay, Axel...
[his hands fist the back of the redhead's shirt.]
It...didn't hurt.
[he knows he's risking it for lying, but maybe if he can just convince Axel...]
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It's...i-it's okay, Axel...
[his hands fist the back of the redhead's shirt.]
It...didn't hurt.
[he knows he's risking it for lying, but maybe if he can just convince Axel...]